Chapter 2: Rounds

A/N: The first chapter was written at about 2am…my eyes were burning and I wasn't exactly paying attention. Which means that I forgot to mention where we are in terms of the Grey's mythology. Oops . So here it is. George and Callie are married, Izzy has had her little rant (from Drowning on Dry land), and Izzy is officially off probation BUT…the events of the three episode arc haven't happened. So Mer didn't almost drown and she's still a little dark and twisty. Ellis isn't dead, but I don't think she'll make an appearance anyway. And Alex hasn't found his pregnant lady. I dunno…roughly we're up to the events in Wishin' and Hopin'.

Disclaimer: Shonda can take credit for the show that I so clearly own as long as she provides man-candy on Thursday night television...man-candy people.

Seattle Grace Hospital
Room 1926
6:45am

"Who's presenting this morning?" Derek Shepard, his trademark charm practically radiating off of him, walked into Mr. Marsden's room with labs in hand. He smiled at Meredith.

"Me! Me, I'm presenting." Cristina's hand shot up while her eyes wandered around the room checking out her competition. There was none. Bambi had the same overtired look on his face from earlier. Meredith was ogling McDreamy. Tinkerbelle was being Tinkerbelle. And Alex was surprisingly quiet; extremely unexpected, but not altogether undesirable.

Derek glanced up from the labs, eyebrows arched, expecting to see everyone fighting to get on the case. No one was. Shaking his head he couldn't help but think that Cristina should really stop drinking coffee.

"Go ahead Dr. Yang." He glanced at Meredith curiously, smirking when she smiled back, and wondered why everyone except Cristina seemed so un-intern-like today.

"Why does she always have to be so gung-ho. Last time I checked, Gung-ho-ness was not listed in the job description…" George leaned over and whispered in Izzy's ear.

"Well at least her gung-ho-ness or whatever hasn't led her off to Vegas and suggested she marry McBitchy." Izzy returned, keeping her eyes focused forward and half listening to Cristina. George huffed.

"Stop it. Just stop. Why can't you just accept that I got married…why can't you just be happy for me?! Why can't you just give her a chance…" George's whisper was elevating to a low pitched murmur.

"Because she isn't one of us George. Because…" Izzy, now facing George, stopped when she realized that Cristina had gone quiet and everyone, including their patient, was staring at them.

"Heh…sorry." Izzy gave a nervous chuckle and stared quickly down at her feet, completely avoiding George's eyes.

"For what? Chit chat?" Bailey walked through the door shaking her head. "I've had… just about enough of you and it's still early. O'Malley, Dr. Burke requested you for a surgery. Go. Grey, Sloan has requested you…"

"What? Oh, Dr. Bailey, I was going to ask if Dr. Grey could help out on my service today." Derek, and his puppy dog eyes, did nothing for Dr. Bailey.

Pausing for only a split second to gather her wits, Miranda shifted her gaze to rest on Derek's and crossed her arms. "See - now I thought the way we worked this was I assign the interns and you teach them. Dr. Yang has so eagerly volunteered for this case… so teach her. Dr. Grey will be with Dr. Sloan today. Do you have a problem with that?"

Derek looked as if he were about to protest.

"I wouldn't." Bailey continued to stare him down. Derek just nodded and looked over at Mr. Marsden. Their patient looked like a little kid in a candy shop, waiting for the next tasty tidbit to drop.

"Good. Okay - Stevens you're in the pit. Karev, you're with Dr. Montgomery."

Alex, who for once had dropped under the radar, stood there staring at his feet. His mind drifting to the events of this morning…